Speaking of which, Uncle Guo's Mansion and Jiang Wang had a "connection".
There is an honorary elder of the Jubao Chamber of Commerce, named Cao Xing, who is the uncle of Daqi State, He Fu.
To put it bluntly, he was serving as a filial piety in the Jubao Chamber of Commerce on behalf of He Fu.
Xu Fang confessed his crime outside Qingshi Palace, which opened the prelude to the collapse of Jubao Chamber of Commerce and directly cut off He Fu's financial path.
Later, Chong Xuansheng dismantled the Jubao Chamber of Commerce, and Jiang Wang killed Su She, completely sending this once-prominent chamber of commerce into the dust.
From this point of view, although Jiang Wang did not have any direct conflict with Guo Jifu, upon closer inspection, there were still conflicts.
However, He Zhen really had no intention of causing trouble to Jiang Wang today, or he might have had an idea before, but Jiang Wang's leap was much faster than the speed at which his idea came to fruition.
So much so that by the time he made up his mind, the so-called opponent was already a third-grade Golden Melon warrior from Da Qi, with the title of Qingyangzi!
He is more than a step above him in every aspect.
It can be said that except for the royal relationship, he has nothing that can be praised in front of Jiang Wang.
I met him in Changsheng Palace today. He really wanted to make friends.
Not long ago, he was caught driving a car in a busy city by Zheng Shangming, the son of the captain of Beiya. The uncle's residence in Da Qi sounded glamorous, but because the prince and the queen didn't support it very much, there was nothing they could do about Bei Ya. That matter can only be endured by holding one's nose, accepting punishment and taking responsibility.
But speaking in detail, Jiang Wang and Zheng Shangming have always been friends. Moreover, there are rumors that Zheng Shi intends to leave the post of Captain of Beiya. Jiang Qingyang, who showed off his outstanding performance in Xingyueyuan, is very hopeful to take up this powerful position.
If he makes friends with Jiang Wang, will Zheng Shangming cause trouble for him again in the future?
Isn't Beiya going sideways?
Not to mention that Jiang Wang is already recognized as a peerless figure and his future is limitless.
If he recruits this person for the prince, his father will still scold him for being ignorant and incompetent, and will the queen not take his nephew seriously?
He knew that he had no weight at all, but the prince was the crown prince of the country and the future emperor of Qi. No matter how arrogant Jiang Qingyang is, how can he not give face to the future Emperor Qi?
Making friends is not that complicated.
He was really sincere in making friends, and he had even thought of where to invite Jiang Wang to have fun after the funeral. Although there is a rule that the Lord of Changsheng Palace should not have fun during the mourning period, He Zhen is also a well-connected person. If you can't go to the four famous museums, you can still find paradise elsewhere.
Who would have thought that Palace Master Huaying would get angry whenever she said she was angry?
He asked himself how the etiquette had been in place since he entered the palace, and he had never neglected His Highness and why he was attacking him for no reason.
His grandma's, these people with the surname Jiang are all moody!
He Zhen cursed angrily in his heart, trying to dilute the drowning fear, while he walked dejectedly out of the hall.
"He Zhen, what are you doing sneaking around here?" A graceful voice sounded at the right time.
He Zhen felt that his head was supported by a gentle force, and then his whole body was "lifted" up, standing there with his head held high.
Of course he recognized his aunt the queen, as well as the prince's cousin and the princess's cousin next to him.
But his mind was still confused.
Until the old eunuch from Changsheng Palace knelt down and saluted: "Greetings to Her Majesty the Queen, and to the Crown Prince and Crown Princess."
He finally came to his senses and saluted honestly.
After he bowed politely, Queen Daqi asked again: "What's going on?"
At this time, Jiang Wang in the palace had already stood up to show respect for the Queen. Subconsciously, he glanced at Jiang Wuyou from the corner of his eye. Jiang Wuyou was still standing there with no expression on his face.
At such a close distance, with Queen Daqi's cultivation, she certainly would not have been unaware of what was happening in the palace, so this question is quite meaningful.
"Uh..." He Zhen hesitated for a moment and said, "It's nothing. I have already offered incense to His Highness Fourteenth, and I am about to leave now due to family matters."
He was not stupid enough to take the opportunity to complain to the Queen's aunt.
Jiang Wuhua on the side said warmly: "Then you go back more slowly."
Obviously, His Highness the Crown Prince intends to settle the matter.
But Queen He disagreed.
She looked at Jiang Wuyou who was standing next to the coffin and asked quietly, "Wouyou, is that so?"
Since ancient times, it has been difficult to have family ties in the heavenly family.
As the Queen of Da Qi, she always kept her brother and nephew in check to prevent them from causing trouble. Even if He Zhen was arrested by Beiya last time for driving in a busy city, she would not come forward to save him.
Because she knew very well that even if she did nothing, her blood relationship with He Zhen would still be there. At best, Bei Ya only acts according to the rules and never dares to go too far. Those cannibalistic methods did not fall on He Zhen.
And if she stepped forward to save He Zhen and allowed him to offend Qi Lu in vain, she would really open the devil's cage. It will only release the endless greed of He Zhen and his son. The pity she felt here could be expanded into a hundredfold support by He Fu in the outside world.
She has always been a very sober person and understands that the reason why the He family can replace the Yin family, except for Jiang Wuhua, is largely because the He family has no foundation and can reassure the emperor.
She has also always restrained the expansion of the He family's power, knowing that Jiang Wuhua himself is the only foundation. How prosperous was Jiang Wuliang's mother's family, the Yin family, now?
But……
As her only brother, He Fu did not dare to ask for an official position or a title in order not to cause trouble to the prince. Even if he could make a little extra money, he would stop immediately at the first sign of trouble.
As the only son of her brother, He Zhen is still doing nothing in his thirties and can only hang out in the bar all day long. Although He Zhen has no ability, there are so many people in the world who have no ability but occupy the most advantageous positions. He can't get involved in anything. Isn't it because of the prince that he has been wronged?
Queen He didn't say anything, but every time she looked at her aging brother, how could she not feel any pity?
It would be fine if He Zhen had committed some crime. He just said a few words today and his voice was too loud. Jiang Wuyou chased him away like a pig or a dog. It was really too much!
She doesn't take her, the Queen of Daqi, seriously!
She refused to reveal it lightly today. Firstly, she wanted to establish her dignity as the Queen of Daqi. Secondly, she was really dissatisfied in her heart. Thirdly, she wanted to test Jiang Wuyou's confidence.
She wanted to ask what Jiang Wuyou wanted to do.
Having already been called, Jiang Wuyou couldn't turn a deaf ear. He turned around and bowed politely to Queen He: "Mother."
"The etiquette is waived." Queen He held up her hands, but refused to skip the question: "Tell me, Queen Mother, what happened just now, Wuyou?"
Although the voice was not harsh, the atmosphere in the entire mourning hall suddenly became solemn.
"Okay, Queen Mother." Jiang Wuhua said to smooth things over: "Today is Little Eleven..."
"Did I ask you, Prince?" Queen He didn't look back, but told the Prince to shut up.
He Zhen's mood at this time was both nervous and excited.
How many years?
The queen's aunt finally gave him a head start!
Still in front of Palace Master Huaying!
Is this the beginning of the peak of life?
Looking at Linzi City, who will dare to mess with Uncle He in the future?
But this feeling mixed with anxiety and excitement was quickly poured out by a basin of cold water.
Jiang Wuyou just glanced at him lightly: "Then don't get out, just stay here and wait to get in the eyes of your father."
Feng Gu, the eunuch in charge of Changsheng Palace, was sitting on his knees outside the palace, as motionless as a sculpture.
Jiang Wuhua was silent, and He Zhen froze.
Even Jiang Wuyong, who had been kneeling beside the coffin and sobbing softly, actually forgot to shed tears at this moment.
Jiang Wang's eyes twitched.
The third princess said that she just had a bad temper in the past. This was really too modest...
"Wouyou, you have really grown up."
After Queen He said this coldly, she turned back and looked at He Zhen: "Why are you still standing there?"
"Ah?" He Zhen didn't react at all.
There was no anger on the queen's face, and she just said quietly: "Palace Master Huaying asked you to get out, didn't you hear?"
Jiang Wuhua stretched out his hand and stroked He Zhen's back to comfort him: "Azhen, please go back first."
He Zhen lowered his head.
"Grass people...resign."
He walked out in despair, and saw several important figures stopped halfway, including Cao Jie, the commander of the Spring Death Army, Xiu Yuan, the commander of the Prisoner of Lightning Army, and Chen Fu, the court official.
These big shots were obviously aware of what was going on in the mourning hall and did not want to get into trouble with the Tian family, so they stopped there for the time being.
He Zhen felt increasingly embarrassed.
He even felt that everyone sitting at the memorial banquet was secretly laughing at him...
Who wouldn't find it ridiculous?
But what can he do?
He could only bury his head lower.
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In the mourning hall, Jiang Wang remained silent.
He found that he seemed to have arrived a little early. At this time, almost everyone in the mourning hall was from the royal family, and he was the only outsider, which made him feel particularly restrained and awkward.
Maybe I shouldn’t mock Chong Xuan for being fat. I deliberately took the first step without asking for anything...
It's really hard to watch the royal family here staring at each other with big eyes and small eyes, saying that it's not okay to say anything, and it's not okay to not say anything.
When Jiang Wuhua walked in, he cast a look of relief.
The Crown Princess Song Ning'er next to him is an elegant-looking woman with a plain face and elegant temperament in her actions. But the character should not be rigid. Looking at Jiang Wang, a young and influential figure in Daqi, he looked very curious.
Jiang Wang was not curious about the Crown Princess. He just felt that the Crown Princess' plain noodles were different from Jiang Wuyou's plain noodles, but he couldn't tell what the difference was.
Queen Daqi walked forward expressionlessly, with a graceful demeanor and a majestic look in her phoenix eyes.
The accompanying maids and eunuchs all stayed outside the palace.
No one spoke in the hall, and there was no other sound.
This made the queen's light footsteps seem very heavy.
Jiang Wuyou silently gave up his seat next to the coffin. Without saying anything, he walked straight to Jiang Wang, but did not sit down immediately. He only glanced at the chair where He Zhen had sat.
Jiang Wang reacted, stood up quickly, and changed the position of this chair with the chair next to it.
Jiang Wuyou then brushed his clothes and sat down, but still didn't speak.
The position where Jiang Wang sat was at the outermost edge of the mourning hall. From here, if you poke your head slightly, you can see Feng Gu sitting on his knees outside the hall... He is almost declining three times a day, and he is so old that people can't bear to look at him.
Jiang Wang couldn't stare at Feng Gu, nor could he talk to Jiang Wuyou. Of course, he couldn't stare at the princess, so he had to focus on the coffin in the palace.
No matter how brilliant the person is, no matter how gorgeous and exquisite the coffin is, under the eternal meaning of death, there is no ripple.
The queen's hand rested on the edge of the coffin.
And her voice had a touch of sadness: "Xiao Shiyi, you have suffered. You have been in poor health since you were a child, and it took a long time to grow to this age, but... my mother failed to take good care of you. I really feel sorry for you. ashamed."
Crown Princess Song Ning'er supported her and comforted her softly: "Mother, please express my condolences. The eleventh brother is alive in heaven, and I don't want you to be sad."
The prince walked alone on the other side of the coffin and walked to Jiang Wuyong's side.
Jiang Wuyong wanted to get up and get out of the way, but he reached out and held him down.
He knelt down directly next to Jiang Wuyong, put one hand on his shoulder, and held his hand with the other: "Wuyong, you have lost your kind brother, and I have lost my virtuous brother, let's..."
The voice was choked with sobs and it was difficult to continue. He just held Jiang Wuyong's hand tightly and tightly.
Jiang Wuyong only called "brother" and burst into tears.
There was actually no futon or straw mat for kneeling on the ground, so they knelt directly on the cold ground.
And inside the coffin lies a person who will never hear cries or see tears.
Cao Jie, Xiu Yuan, and Chen Fu, three senior figures from Qi State, came together at this moment.
They didn't talk much. They presented gifts to the queen and prince according to the rules, and then offered incense in front of the altar.
The Queen asked them to sit down first, and they found their own places to sit down.
Jiang Wuyou sat next to Jiang Wang, which had disrupted the order, so they sat casually.
Chen Fu seemed to be a very intelligent man, with deep eyes and slightly frosted hair. After offering incense, he chose a seat behind the prince and sat down.
Xiu Yuan, who had both gentle and sharp temperaments, silently found a chair on Jiang Wang's side and sat down.
Among the senior military and political officials in Linzi, others could not come, but he had to come. After all, it was Jiang Wuqi, who was lying in the coffin at the moment, who helped him clear his suspicions.
Cao Jize still looked miserable and sat next to Chen Fu silently.
Among these three people, Jiang Wang was only familiar with one Cao Jiu. Chen Fu had met him several times, but it was the first time for Xiu Yuan to meet him.
In response to Jiang Wang's saluting gaze, the three important figures all behaved very kindly. They turned a blind eye to the undercurrent between Queen Daqi and Palace Master Huaying.
"Born in winter, after death the city is covered with snow."
A chant-like voice sounded outside the hall.
Jiang Wuxie, the ninth prince of Da Qi, stepped into the mourning hall in such an atmosphere.
He looked at the coffin placed in the palace and sighed: "There is a real person buried with him, and the god is mourning and bleeding. How can he be worthy of you Jiang Wuqi?"
I saw Jiang Wuxie again today. He was wearing mourning clothes and his long hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin. His slightly evil and dissolute temperament suddenly became much restrained.
He walked slowly to the coffin, put a piece of drop-shaped white jade into the coffin, and placed it on the soles of Jiang Wuqi's feet.
Then he saluted the queen beside the coffin: "Mother, please express your condolences and don't be overly upset."
"Wu Xie..." The queen looked at the prince with extraordinary appearance and said lovingly, "What did you give Wu Qi?"
"Requiem Jade." Jiang Wuxie said softly: "Although I know it is of no use... it is still a sustenance."
The requiem jade is a valuable treasure suitable for the cultivation of the soul. Jiang Wuxie didn't know where he found it, but he casually buried it with Jiang Wuqi. It couldn't be called unkind.
At this point, all the royal heirs from the Daqi royal family who are qualified to compete for the dragon have come here.
Let’s sacrifice Jiang Wuqi together.
